So much is going on! I mean it isn’t really that much compared to my history of being over committed and so busy that sleep doesn’t happen, but still, so much! I am seemingly always busy at work, and instead of using my lunch hour to write a blog post or respond to emails, I am slamming food down while helping students and running around the building trying to get everything done. With the husband and I finally being on the same schedule, my blog time at night has greatly decreased, because we are just genuinely enjoying time as a family and a couple. In general, I am just not making the time to write as much and I am starting to feel it. I like to write 4-5 times a week, I feel good when I get to share and show and relive moments in our lives. I need to do more of this. So lets start some of that sharing with the story of how my kids ruin all good things.
It was the most perfect start to spring break week. We were going to grab our camper, head up to Glenwood Springs and check out the adventure caverns and the hot springs for a few days. I get off work on Friday, we go out to get our camper and long story short, it was just not happening. So we get back into our truck, tell the kids we cant take the camper but that we are still going and that is the point that they BOTH start losing it, like I have never seen. This should have been our first clue that maybe we shouldn’t take a little trip this weekend.
So instead we book a hotel, with a pool in a town about 30 minutes from Glenwood, because EVERYONE is on spring break and hotels are full. We drive the 2 hours into the mountains with no issues, check in and realize we forgot the little ones life vest and the pool at the hotel is WAY too deep for her to safely swim. So we head into town, go to an awesome little local store, and purchase a life vest (and several other things, because, shopping). Once we are done, we walk the main town street and then drive to a local bar and grill for a tasty dinner. At this point the vacation is just awesome. We head back to the hotel, go swimming for about 2 hours and then back to the room for some baths and bedtime.
So the next morning, we wake up, start to get dressed and realize that our little boy forgot to pack any underware. We were planning on going spelunking (caving), the boy needs underware. We quickly grab breakfast at the hotel and then jump in our car to drive to the closest Walmart (30 mins away) and that is when shit hits the fan. The kids start complaining about anything and everything and by the time they both start to tell us their stomachs hurt, we are just not hearing it. We make it less than 1000ft from Walmart and PUKE everywhere. The little girl, just lets it go, we pull over, the boy jumps out and starts puking, then the husband. You guys, we looked like crazy people on the side of the road. We remove the carseat, undress the little one who has puked all over herself and wrap her in a blanket and get to Walmart. We purchase a new carseat, new clothes and shoes, car cleaning supplies, dramamine and so much more and spend the next 2 hours cleaning up our kids in the Walmart bathrooms and our car too. We drive back to the hotel to wash everything and the boy continues to puke for the next several hours. We try to drive to Glenwood; more puke. I am done, vacation is over. We wake up and come back home yesterday and the kids are completely fine. We never even got to do the things we were planning and we were both super bummed and that is the story of how our kids ruin all good things.
